[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

Since Tim told her that he was staying in Titan that day, Sandra rarely saw Tim in Titan, and usually only saw his back in a hurry or saw no one at all.Tim also had trouble finding time to coach Sandra in bodywork, so the job fell back to Cassie.

Sandra always felt a sense of impending danger.So she twitched herself almost non-stop, went to practice magic with the crow immediately after returning from Hogwarts, or rushed to Titan to start training immediately after dealing with the pet store, and then returned at night Go to the pet store to see if there is anything she needs to take care of before resting.

It's just that it takes a lot of energy for Sandra to constantly hone herself like this, so that she always looks extremely tired recently.

"Thank you, Damian." Sandra almost fell asleep standing up and fell into the pot, so Damian quickly pulled her to prevent her from actually falling in and stirring the food with his face.

The teenager frowned, and gave Sandra an annoyed look with his blue green eyes, then patted the head of the Great Dane squatting beside him.

"I feel like I'm on the brink of sudden death..."

Sandra muttered to herself as she fished out the food in the pot.She pinched the bridge of her nose, there were quite obvious dark circles under her eyes, and her head was a little groggy and lethargic.

She would easily feel tired after maintaining her current form, not to mention the high-intensity training these days.She just felt that double images were about to appear in front of her eyes, as long as the surroundings were a little quieter, she would easily be in a state of falling asleep unknowingly.

"Who made you so weak."

Damian scoffed at Sandra's words, touched the ears of Sanhua lying in his arms, then picked up the food bowl and called titus to go out.

Sandra guessed that Damian should be found by her boss.Otherwise, it can't explain why I can "encounter" Damian in the pet shop every day.

Sandra slumped in her chair and barely had the energy to tease the other little troublemakers.Almost the moment her back touched the back of the chair, she fell asleep as soon as her eyelids closed.Du Ge stretched out his wings and patted Sandra's arm, but she didn't respond at all.

Damian clicked his tongue.Sanhua lying in his arms stretched his arms out of his head, and lightly broke away from Damian's embrace, jumped onto Sandra's lap with ease, coiled herself up, and began to doze off with her eyes closed.

The feel of the hair on her leg seemed to wake Sandra up for a moment.She opened her eyes and dazedly rubbed a few times on Sanhua's body, then adjusted her posture, propped her head on her arms and fell asleep again.

Damian was speechless for a while, knelt down and touched the kittens and puppies that were rubbing against his trouser legs, and then took them back to the designated area one by one after feeding them as Sandra usually did. Nap within range.

"Drake, haven't you found anything yet?"

Connected to the inside line of the Bat House, Damian questioned Tim unceremoniously, expressing his disdain and dissatisfaction to the fullest: "Waste is really waste, such a small matter has not been fixed until now."

Tim has also been very busy lately.Not only did he have to deal with Sandra's affairs, but he also had to deal with the Wayne Group's affairs. He was as busy as Sandra and even hadn't slept for several days.He is now almost in the state where he can fall asleep when a table falls over, because he doesn't have the strength to argue with the youngest brother in the family.

"Anyway, you like those animals very much, and I guess you would be happy to stay a few more days."

Tim yawned and rubbed his eyes, and there was a light layer of moisture in his clear blue eyes.He pressed his throbbing temples, loosened the tie and leaned back in the chair, almost sinking into the soft leather seat, and said so casually.

He asked Jason to check if there was any change in Gotham's underground trade before. After checking, Jason found out that some of the largest drug/product production lines in the Eastern District changed hands at some point.I don't know who the new leader who controls several production lines is. Recently, the Gotham underground forces, large and small, have been watching the East End.He and Jason tracked it down and found that some underground forces in Gotham had reshuffled the cards some time ago, but they still operated according to the previous model and didn't dislike any disturbances, and it happened only in the past few days , so Batman has not noticed yet.

This time things will be troublesome.

If the evil bird is only here for Sandra, then Tim can solve the problem by himself, and bring the Titans at most.But the behavior of the evil bird has already involved the operation of the entire underground kingdom of Gotham, so this matter is obviously not only within the scope of his jurisdiction.

He notified Batman of the incident and asked Damian to help look after Sandra during the day, while he was responsible for tracing the flow of newly produced drugs on those production lines.After all, Jason said that Gotham's drug market has recently lost its supply of drugs in the East End, and those missing drugs are presumably the source of funds for the evil birds to hire other people.

Dick has been commuting frequently between Gotham and Bludhaven recently.Gotham's subterranean kingdom has been suffocatingly quiet lately, and he's had to prepare for the worst.

Tim let out a long sigh of relief, pressed his temples, frowned and pondered for a while, before asking, "Is there anything going on at the pet store? Where's the blue bird?"

Damian rolled his eyes, looked back and saw Sandra sleeping soundly on the table, and said impatiently: "Everything is fine, nothing has happened these days. Hurry up and put After the investigation is over, I don't want to continue to be a babysitter here, I'm not Grayson."

"But I heard from Dick, haven't you been having a good time these few days?"

Tim put his legs on the table and sank into the chair almost fell asleep, vaguely still remembering to tease: "It seems that you basically have to wait until Alfred picks you up before you start It looks like it came out of a pet store."

Damian's face suddenly stinks.The puppet cat came to his feet and looked up at him in confusion. The translucent light blue/cat's eyes seemed to be filled with sea water and twinkling with stars.

Damian's expression softened, and he knelt down and gently touched the puppet cat's ears.The puppet cat let out a few whining sounds without fear of being born, and rubbed its head against Damian's calloused and scarred palm, then raised its front paws to rest on Damian's knees and moved towards his arms. Crawl inside.

Damian cut off the call without hesitation.Tim closed his eyes and slept for a while with a sigh of relief, and he didn't wake up until the secretary knocked on the office door to inform him to attend the next meeting.

Screams and tears of grief, flying feathers and flowing blood.

Sandra Mu couldn't move where she was, but her heart was as stuffy as if it was stuffed with cotton.

Tears flowed uncontrollably all over his face, and finally were gently wiped away by a pair of warm and soft hands.

"Don't cry, little bird," the gentle voice sounded softly, as if something was pressing on his forehead, "Don't be sad, these are not things you need to bear."

"Don't look,..."

The other hand stretched out from behind and covered Sandra's eyes. The pleasant voice similar to the first voice was not as gentle as that voice, but a bit cold and deep.

The second person seemed to be calling her, but Sandra couldn't make out what she was calling, whether it was her name or something else.

"It's passed."

Two pairs of soft arms and gentle embraces wrapped her gently one after the other.At the beginning, the mournful screams disappeared in her ears, and Sandra opened her eyes but couldn't see anything, only the vaguely mottled light spots like feathers flashed across the field of vision and then disappeared.

But those sorrows still didn't seem to disappear. Sandra opened her eyes and couldn't speak, but kept shedding tears.The intense sadness submerged her like a raging ocean wave and drowned her. She couldn't make any expression other than crying, and the only thing she could do was choke as if she was being choked up.

Sandra opened her eyes blankly, and Damian grabbed her shoulders and frowned and shook them non-stop. Then, looking at her eyes that were in a state of confusion and tears, he pursed his lips, and raised his hand to slap Sandra directly. .

"Wake up you stupid bird."

Damian cursed under his breath and slapped Sandra in an attempt to wake her up.

The ghost knows what happened. Not long after Sandra fell asleep, she suddenly let out a scream, and then began to cry.It seems that as her mood fluctuated violently, even the magic power on her body began to become unstable. Not only did it shatter several glass products around her, but she almost pierced a hole in Damian's body by flapping her wings.

Sandra kept crying and choking, her face flushed red as if she was almost crying out of breath, and her chest heaved violently.

The reddish-brown eyes were washed away by tears, leaving nothing but sadness, and only the loose and out-of-focus eyesight could prove that she was actually not conscious now.

When Damian was thinking about whether to just give her an injection to make her fall asleep more honestly, Sandra seemed to wake up suddenly.

She stretched out her hand and pulled Damian tightly into her arms. Shocked, Damian was about to directly pass Sandraza to the ground, but he heard her crying intermittently in his ear.

"It's not two people," Sandra still couldn't stop her tears. The sadness that remained after waking up from the dream made her unable to stop her tears at all. She just mumbled to herself and repeated, "No Two people... there are three people..."

She hugged Damian tightly, as if she wanted to vent all her sadness in this hug.

The wide wings enveloped Damian and her together.The soft feathers scraped across the cheeks, conveying a warm temperature.

Sandra held Damian and cried for a long time, and when her crying gradually stopped and Damian touched him, she realized that he had fallen asleep again.

Titus fidgeted and circled around the two of them, stretching his neck and lightly touching Damian's cheek with his wet nose.Sandra was hugging her so tightly that it took a lot of effort for Damian to break her hand away.He patted Titus' head calmly and connected to Tim's signal with no expression on his face.

"Drake," he said rather grimly, "you're going to the pet store now, or I'll make your new teammate a roast chicken."

Tim, who seemed to be in a serious meeting but was actually fuzzy because he was too tired, was dazed for a while when he heard Damian's words. His brain, which had been sluggish because of sleepiness, pondered for a while who the new team member Damian was talking about was.

Connor?Cassie?Bart?Or Garfield?New players?

He thought so while half asleep and half awake, and his sluggish and sluggish brain began to work slowly reluctantly.

Oh, it's Sandra.

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